His Taste of Temptation: In the Line of Duty, Book 3 by Cathryn Fox Page A

I’d go so far—”
    “Oh no?” he said, cutting her off as he climbed over her and grabbed her legs to flip her onto her stomach. “Then you leave me no choice but to fuck you again, until you say it.”
    He grabbed a pillow and placed it under her hips, then ran his hands over the swell of her backside before giving it a slap. A quiver moved through her as his fingers burned her skin in the most erotic ways.
    “And if I don’t say it?” she asked.
    He put his mouth close to her ear and his playful words were full of promise when he whispered, “Oh, you will, baby, you will.”
    “Madison,” Brad whispered, his heart tightening uneasily in his chest as he took in the gorgeous woman sleeping beside him.
    Madison blinked her sleepy eyes open, confusion moving over her face when her glance met his. “Brad?” she asked. “What is it?”
    “I have to go,” he said quietly.
    Her palm closed over his cheek, and the feel of her warm hand, not to mention the deep concern in her eyes, felt like an emotional sucker punch. Jesus, what was it about her that suddenly had him wanting more, had him thinking about long term? Even though everything in her touch, everything in the way she’d given herself over to him last night had him forgetting past hurts, and that commitment and monogamy weren’t in the cards for him, they’d both agreed that this was a fling. And what if he did give himself over to the things he was feeling, and after thirty days she was ready to end this game they were playing? The last thing he wanted was another kick to the gut.
    “What’s wrong?” she asked.
    He held up his cell phone. “It’s Granddad. They called from the nursing home. He’s not doing well. I have to go.”
    Leaping into action, she sat up, but kept a sheet wrapped around her body, hiding her nakedness from him. “Wait. I’m coming with you.”
    His heart squeezed as he gave her a nudge, forcing her to lie down again. “No, you don’t have to do that. That’s not why I woke you.” He looked at her nightstand. “I wanted to leave a note but couldn’t find a pen. I just didn’t want you to wake up and wonder where I was.” He tightened the bed sheet around her body, tucking her back in. “It’s still early. You should try to get a few more hours sleep.”
    She smiled at him, a smile so full of emotion and warmth it messed with his head…and his heart. Ignoring his suggestion, she sat back up, and threw her legs over the side of the bed. “We’ll take my car. I’ll drive.”
    He opened his mouth, but understanding he really needed to get moving, he gave a resigned sigh, stood, and said, “I’m okay to drive.”
    With the sheet still wrapped tightly around her, she shooed him away. “It’s okay, I’ll drive, now go get dressed.” She opened her dresser and pulled out a pair of panties and a bra, then she hurried to her closet. As she grabbed a pair of pants and a T-shirt, Brad went to his own room. He climbed into a clean pair of jeans and T-shirt and shoved his wallet into his pocket. When he came back and found Madison standing there, one hip to the side as she bent forward to run a brush through her long hair, his breath caught in his throat.
    Her body stiffened when she heard him, then she pulled on a sweater and said, “Let’s go.”
    As she breezed past him he wondered how she could pull off both sweet and sexy at the same time. He forced himself to clear his lusty thoughts; otherwise he might be tempted to take her again. And right now he had other more pressing matters at hand.
    They hurried to her car and less than half an hour later, they stepped up to the counter at the nursing home. “I’m Brad Crosby. I got a call about my grandfather, Chester Crosby.”
    The nurse nodded, then turned her focus to Madison. “Family only,” she said.
    Without even pausing, Brad slipped his arm around Madison’s waist. “She is family.”
    She nodded. “Okay, follow me.”
    She led them down the hall